daubmir nadir Poems
- Aftertaste You shall not taste of death For there is no ...
- Collapsing Universe I will write the poem of poems I will ...
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- First Schizoid State Be real now. I have never been real;
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You shall not taste of death
For there is no death for you:
You cannot experience
Your own death.
Are you born?
Life and death
Cannot be separated.
You have no chance whatever
Of knowing for yourself
Where one begins
And the other ends.
You can experience the death of another,
But not your own.
Where is death, there is no you.
The only death is physical death;
There is no psychological death.
Why then are you so afraid of death?
- Because there is no you.